Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qian Wanguan ultimately didn’t get Yue Mei’er to Jiang Yi’s bed. Of course, even if he did, Jiang Yi wouldn’t dare to touch her. Once they were back at the college, the sky was already dark. When Fatty just stepped back into the college, he spoke to Jiang Yi with a secretive tone, “Boss, I will introduce some good friends to you later on. They may not have a good temperament, but once you get to know them, you would know that they are true brothers that you can entrust with your back.”
“True brothers?”
Jiang Yi lightly laughed with disapproval. This world was so brutal, and every society was a dog-eat-dog society. Without even mentioning Qian Wanguan’s friends, Jiang Yi couldn’t even fully trust Qian Wanguan yet. How would these young masters that came from esteemed clans be able to treat everyone else as a true friend?
Back at the courtyard, once Jiang Yi entered the door, he saw three young masters that were dressed luxuriously. They even set up the inner hall with a whole table of dishes where they were seated.
When the three of them saw Qian Wanguan and Jiang Yi enter, they quickly stood up and smiled towards Qian Wanguan. They didn’t really look at Jiang Yi and just swept a quick glance instead.
“Come! Let me introduce all of you!”
Qian Wanguan’s face was filled with an amiable smile. He pointed to the three of them and said, “This is Ying Sha, the fourth Young Master of the Ying Clan! This is Long Xiang, the sixth Young Master of the Long Clan. This is Taishi Chen, the second Young Master of the Taishi Clan! The three of you should already know; Jiang Yi is the one who helped us to achieve the victory that day! Now, he is my boss.”
Jiang Yi swept his eyes across the three of them. Ying Sha was a tall, black-clothed youth with a stern expression. He was the one that fought against Zhangsun Tunlong, who was at the first stage of the Purple Mansion Realm—Jiang Yi had a deep impression of him.
Long Xiang was as his name suggested: his body was shaped like a dragon and an elephant. He stood at seven-feet tall and very brawny. He was one head taller than Zhan Wushuang.
Taishi Chen was a clean, cultured, and refined youth. He didn’t even look like a martial artist at the ninth stage of the Cast Tripod Realm; he was rather like a scholar.
As Jiang Yi sized them up, the three of them sized Jiang Yi up, too. When they heard that he was the one who assisted them that day, their faces instantly revealed a smile—even the stern-looking Ying Sha nodded with approval. But when they heard Qian Wanguan’s final statement, they were all in a shock. They looked at Jiang Yi, thinking they heard a mistake.
The three of them understood clearly about how shrewd this amiable and harmless-looking Fatty was. As the young heir of the Qian Clan, any opinion that he had—signified the general opinion of the Qian Clan, too. The Qian Clan had always loved to invest in prodigies and prodigies that weren’t doing so well just like the three of them. They weren’t considered elite within their own clans, but Qian Wanguan chose them instead of those elite young masters of their clans. He even offered them a large number of resources that benefited them.
The Qian Clan was very vicious in their judgment and was rather picky, too. Take for example: Qian Wanguan’s father. Back in those days, he built a relationship with the clansmen from the four great clans—now those clansmen were all either the Clan Heads or influential elders within their various sects. Because of his wise decisions, Qian Wanguan’s father received a generous repayment of debt in return.
It went without saying that Qian Wanguan chose the three of them to nurture and help them strive for the Clan Head position within their respective clans. If the Qian Clan chose someone, it meant that person has the potential and was worthy of investment. But the three of them couldn’t see anything special about Jiang Yi. His surface strength seemed to be only at the fifth stage of the Cast Tripod Realm. He might have severely injured a ninth stage Cast Tripod Realm martial artist with a single move, but it still wasn’t worthy enough for Qian Wanguan to regard him so highly, right?
Boss?
This individual must have something much more incredible than his outward appearance… in order to be the boss of the Qian Clan’s young heir.
The three of them—each coming from one of the Seven Great Clans—soon understood the logic behind Qian Wanguan’s statement. Their expressions were now filled with smiles as they passionately invited Jiang Yi to sit down.
Jiang Yi excused himself for a moment and walked into his room to keep the package that Jiang Yunhai passed to him. He then walked out and asked with doubt, “Qian Wanguan, what about the two other cadets that were originally staying here?”
“I find them bad for my eyes and asked someone to transfer them out.” Qian Wanguan said it as though it was nothing much. He then gestured to Jiang Yi. “Come, come, boss. This is a meal that only Prodigy Cadets can get to eat. I spent quite a bit of money to get it done.”
“Hehe! It is best to hang around with Young Master Qian. I shall come here to have a sumptuous meal every day.” Long Xiang muffled his voice as he spoke. He didn’t bother about the rest and began to bury himself in the food and drinks.
The meal took them an hour to finish. Jiang Yi remained a low profile and didn’t talk much when he ate. After he finished his meal, he went straight into his room and continued to cultivate. Once he left, the three of them approached Qian Wanguan to ask, “Young Master Qian, what status does he have?”
Qian Wanguan drank a cup of wine and laughed as though he didn’t care. “No status. His personality ain’t bad, and he has quite a good talent.”
“Just like that?” The three of them obviously didn’t believe it. Long Xiang sneered and said, “With his talent? Don’t even mention Ying Sha, he can’t even deal with me, right?”
“Hehe!” Qian Wanguan laughed, and spoke softly, “He was just at the first stage of the Cast Tripod Realm half a year ago. Now, his overall combat strength could even barely match Ying Sha. Are you sure your talent is better than his?”
“Huh…”
Long Xiang’s pupils shrunk, and the other two were gasping in their heart. They all knew that anyone who Qian Wanguan regards highly—would definitely be extraordinary.
Taishi Chen suddenly thought of something and said, “Oh right! Zhan Wushuang requested for a promotion tournament!”
“Aggressive!”
Qian Wanguan raised his thumb. To fight in a match against five opponents… among all the new incoming cadets, it seemed like only Zhan Wushuang had this guts and capability.
“Alright. I am done eating now. Time to work!”
Qian Wanguan drank his last mouth of fine wine and brought the three of them outside. He didn’t enter the college for fun or to laze around. He was here to make more friends and to find and recruit new talents.
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Jiang Yi cultivated until midnight and went into a deep sleep. The next morning, Qian Wanguan instructed someone to prepare a good breakfast, which both of them enjoyed before heading out for their daily tasks. Once they reached the foot of the mountain, Jiang Yi went into the cave and cultivated while Qian Wanguan was sleeping on the limestone.
Out of Jiang Yi’s expectation, no one came looking for trouble for the following few days. Perhaps it was because he was together with Qian Wanguan every day? Or was it because Mentor Zhao was just nearby? These few days had been rather peaceful. Jiang Yi was delighted with this peace as he could cultivate every single day, and his cultivation was making huge progressions.
Every night, Qian Wanguan was nowhere to be seen. Within the boundary of the college, it was rather safe so Jiang Yi didn’t care what Qian Wanguan was up to—it’s not like he wanted to know either. Except for cultivating, he began to research on the earth-tier martial skill that Jiang Yunhai gave him.
It was a sword skill that was named Overflow Rain Sword—that was further split into four different sword skills: Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter Rain Swords. This martial skill was rather complex. Jiang Yi took two hours a day to comprehend this martial skill. Ten days after, he finally reached the Entry Stage.
On the eleventh day, Jiang Yi’s peaceful days finally came to an end.
As he was cultivating, he was shocked and awakened by some subtle footsteps. He opened his eyes and realized that Qian Wanguan wasn’t around. When he stood up to look outside the cave, his face turned serious.
The Mentor Zhao, who sat below the tree every day, had vanished; and there were more than ten black-clothed individuals rushing towards him. All of them had their faces masked and were overflowing with killing aura. The one who led the group was a martial artist at the first stage of the Purple Mansion Realm.
Someone set up this scheme to kill me!
Jiang Yi instantly fell out of the daze as he realized the situation. He didn’t know who had such a capability to lure away Qian Wanguan and Mentor Zhao. Or perhaps Qian Wanguan and Mentor Zhao were in cahoots as well? What he knew was that he was in a bad situation: if he didn’t handle it properly, he might have to die here.
“Swish!”
He didn’t have any moment of hesitation as he shot out towards the entrance of the cave. He didn’t choose to head towards the Mt. Spirit Beast College. Instead, he headed towards the peak of the mountain where everyone was slaying demonic beasts. There were plenty of cadets there, and this group of assassins wouldn’t dare to murder under the eyes of everyone, right?
What shocked Jiang Yi again was that when this group of people saw the quick reaction of Jiang Yi, they rushed towards the peak of the mountain, too; some of them did hesitate though. Soon enough, the one that led the group began to shout, “Young Lord has given the order that we have to slaughter this person at all costs.”
